The Scavengers

September 6, 16:6 am.

Xiao Mo habitually jogged along the embankment of the park.

This is a small river without a name, most of which are excavated manually, surrounding a green park that is also piled up artificially.

This green park covers an area of ​​nearly [-] acres. It used to be a copper mine that was hollowed out, but was later used by the local government to fill the land with harmless construction waste from nearby real estate. The garden planning and design, piled mountains on it for afforestation, repaired bridges and paved roads, and introduced underground river water to build a winding clear river channel, finally forming this free open park in front of you.

The park has only been built for two years, but it already has the posture of a local scene.Not to mention that nearby residents love it very much, even people who live in the city center often drive here for picnics or play.

Xiao Mo bought a house in this suburb far away from the city center. It can be said that he was looking for this green park with mountains, water and forests.

The park is good everywhere, the only thing that is not beautiful is that apart from tourists and nearby residents, it is also used as a temporary accommodation by some homeless people.When Xiao Mo was running, he often saw homeless people sleeping on park benches or in pavilions.

No, as soon as he turned a corner, he saw a person lying on the long wooden chair he usually used to rest.

Xiao Mo just wanted to run over, but after seeing the figure on the bench, he slowed down, finally stopped slowly, and backed away.

"Hey, wake up." Xiao Mo pushed his little body curled up on the bench.

The little boy was very vigilant, as soon as Xiao Mo's hand touched his shoulder, he sat up quickly.

"Little friend, why are you sleeping here? Where's your adult?"

The child didn't answer, but just stared at Xiao Mo expressionlessly.

Xiao Mo looked the child up and down.

The child is not tall, at most five or six years old, probably because the body looks very thin, and the head seems a bit too big.He was wearing a long shirt on his upper body, and a pair of jeans with trouser legs rolled up several times on his lower body. He was dressed normally, but his clothes were a little dirty.

The child's hair is soft, brownish, a little long, and has grown to the neck. The facial features are deep, the eye sockets are slightly sunken, the eyes are big but dull, the eyelashes are thick and long, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips and lip lines are clear. It looks a bit like mulatto.

Seeing the child's eyes, Xiao Mo unconsciously touched his bare arm.Those dark eyes, as black as black ink, but lacking any spirit at all, like... the eyes of a dead person.

"Hey, little friend, you can easily catch a cold when you sleep outside without a cover. You..."

"Mind your own business." Before Xiao Mo finished speaking, the child gave him a sideways glance, jumped off the bench and left.

Xiao Mo frowned, watched the child walk into a nearby public toilet, thought about it and felt that he was meddling.Maybe his family is nearby?

Running out of the park, Xiao Mo bought fried dough sticks with side pancakes and a pack of soy milk at the breakfast shop in the community, paid the money and left, but turned around and bought two mushroom and vegetable buns and two bamboo shoots and meat buns at the bun shop next door.

When I returned to the long wooden bench by the river in the park, I saw the child was still there.

The child seemed to be watching something intently.

Xiao Mo followed the child's gaze, and saw a boy carrying a schoolbag standing by the river not far from them.

The young man stared blankly at the river water, his expression seemed quite confused and hesitant.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, wouldn't he?Wouldn't it be what he thought?

Just when Xiao Mo was about to move his feet, the boy left without hesitation.

Xiao Mo heaved a sigh of relief, went back to the bench and sat down, and casually pushed the plastic bag containing the buns to the side of the child with bent legs sitting on the chair.

The child didn't move, just turned his head and glanced at him.

Xiao Mo thought to himself: You can eat it if you want, if you don't want it, I'll take it back and eat it myself.While opening his own breakfast, he started to eat.

He is not a good person, but occasionally he can't help meddling in his own business as the child said.

He also knows that this is a problem and needs to be cured!But now he has not found a suitable cure.

About a minute later, I don't know if Xiao Mo ate too sweetly, but there was a sound of swallowing saliva next to him.

"Crash."

Hearing the plastic bag was opened, the corners of Xiao Mo's mouth curled up slightly.

There is room for one more person to sit in the middle of a large and a small group, just eating breakfast in silence.

After Xiao Mo finished eating the pancakes, he pushed the unopened soy milk to the child, got up, patted his buttocks and left.

For Xiao Mo, this matter is not even a good deed every day, and its level is about the same as teasing a kitten and puppy at will.

He is compassionate and willing to help others, but only if he is able to help.Buying two steamed buns for a homeless child is completely different from bringing a strange child home to raise.

Maybe he can contact the police to help the child find his parents or something, but he doesn't have a mobile phone, so he can't take pictures of the child, and he doesn't think the child is willing to go with him, and who knows if the child's family is nearby?It's not good if it causes misunderstanding.

When Xiao Mo went back to open the shop, he still called the police station.

When the operator asked about the child's appearance, Xiao Mo suddenly froze. He realized that he couldn't remember the child's appearance. How long had it been?And the child's mixed-race appearance should be impressive.But no matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't remember the specific outline of the child, only remembering that the child had a pair of eyes that were so dark that they could barely reflect light.

The police station accepted the matter and said that they would send someone to check it soon.Xiao Mo also put the matter down.

After working for half a day, it was already past lunch time, Xiao Mo straightened up, thumped his sore waist, and saw that the warehouse became clean and orderly again, and he felt a sense of accomplishment spontaneously.

This is his business, a resource recycling station.

Most recycle bins have two common and notable characteristics, that is dirty and messy.This is why most people call recyclers waste pickers.Scavengers means picking up trash.In the eyes of most people, people who pick up garbage are naturally the representatives of dirty, messy and poor.

Xiao Mo's resource recycling bin is completely opposite to ordinary recycling bins. Not only is it not dirty or messy, it doesn't even smell much.If it weren't for the big words "Resource Recycling Station" hanging on the lintel, the residents living nearby would have thought Xiao Mo was running a second-hand store.

But Xiao Mo is indeed also running a second-hand store business.This is a very marketable business, just like the resource recycling industry, if you do it well, you can make a fortune.

Speaking of the reason why Xiao Mo started this business, the bottom line is two words: impulsive.

That was six years ago.

Six years ago, Xiao Mo was 26 years old, at the time when he thought he was very mature, wise, rational, and experienced, but in fact he was still very "childish".

Really, Xiao Mo felt that every time he got older, even when he looked back at yesterday, he would feel that he was still ridiculously childish yesterday.

Before the age of 26, he had a bad temper. He could see things as black or white. His temper was not impatient, but his temper was quite decisive, and he even had a tendency to say what he said. Of course, this temper also made him offend many people. At that time, he Also pretending to be too lazy to explain.

Six years ago was also when he first returned to China. He still remembers that his family and close friends said that he had changed a lot during that time. The somewhat pretentious personality has become round and gentle. Well, some people simply say that he has become much better than his mother-in-law before, and his brother even wondered if he was dressed for someone.

But his memory is very clear, and there are no obvious gaps, and he doesn't think there is any problem with his personality changes. People will change, maybe because of the environment, maybe just because of growing up.

And he would have chosen to be a recycler...

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The doorbell interrupted Xiao Mo's memories.

This is the induction doorbell he set up at the door of the store. As long as someone comes in, they can hear it no matter whether they are in the warehouse on the first floor, the storefront on the second floor, or the basement.

Because the first floor was converted into a warehouse by him, only eight square meters of pavement space was left, so his goods were mainly concentrated on the second floor.

Xiao Mo walked along the shelves to the glass door leading from the warehouse to the store, and when he opened the door, he saw a junior high school student wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag looking at the products in the glass cabinet.

Isn't this the boy who was in a daze by the river in the morning?

Xiao Mo couldn't help laughing when he thought that he thought the boy was going to commit suicide.

"What do you want to buy?"

Xiao Mo closed the glass door with his hand back, walked to the simple sink by the door to wash his hands, and asked with a smile while washing.

Hearing the greeting, the boy who was only about thirteen or fourteen raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had pink eye disease.

Xiao Mo thought sympathetically: Poor student, it's because of the end of the final exam that he has survived like this.

"They told me that you sell everything in your store." The boy tapped his fingers on the glass countertop and said nervously.

"Uh, it's not like selling everything, at least I don't have any final exam papers from your school." Xiao Mo joked.

The boy didn't seem to buy his joke, pointed to the stairs next to him, and asked, "Can I go upstairs and have a look?"

"Look around. There are some furniture and electrical appliances upstairs, as well as some clothes and sundries. Oh, there are also sporting goods and books. They are all second-hand goods. There are many things. Take a look. If you see something you like, call me. Or just take it down and pay the bill." Xiao Mo hung up the towel and walked to the counter.

The boy let out a "hmm" and went up to the second floor with his schoolbag on his back.

Xiao Mo did not follow.There are quite a few students who come to his store, most of them pick up some sporting goods and books, and occasionally buy some electronic products.

Electronic products and small valuables are all in the counter on the first floor, and the second floor is full of large or worthless things, not to mention the cameras placed in the four corners for deterrence.Xiao Mo was not afraid that the goods upstairs would be lost, of course, when there were many people, he would follow and watch.

While the boy was looking at the goods upstairs, Xiao Mo turned on the computer and began to calculate the sales profit and loss of the first half month.

According to the list made by Excel, it can be clearly seen that the profit from retailing of second-hand goods accounts for less than one-tenth of his overall recycling business profit, and his main profit is still in the wholesale of second-hand goods.

Speaking of wholesale business, he seems to have not been to the university town for a few days. According to the time, the graduates have almost started to deal with old books and old appliances and furniture.Maybe he should go and have a look tomorrow.

"Bang!"

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground upstairs, Xiao Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the four-frame surveillance screen on one side.

In the picture, the boy seems to want to take something from the wall, Xiao Mo zooms in on the frame, and finds that what the boy wants to take is the watermelon knife hanging on the wall.

Xiao Mo shook his head, got up and went upstairs.

"You want to buy a watermelon knife?"

The young man seemed to be frightened, he turned around abruptly, and stared at Xiao Mo vigilantly.

Xiao Mo was startled by his violent reaction instead.

"Student, are you alright?"

The boy didn't answer, just stared at Xiao Mo, and took a step forward.

Xiao Mo naturally took a step back.

The boy's body trembled, and he suddenly stopped, raised his hand to touch his face, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I haven't slept well these two days, I'm going to have an exam soon, and I'm a little nervous."

"It's all right. If you want a watermelon knife, I'll get it for you. But what are you buying a watermelon knife for?" Xiao Mo walked around the young man, bent down to pick up the multifunctional wooden knife holder that fell on the ground, and checked that there was no damage , put it on the shelf casually, raised his hand to remove the watermelon knife hanging above the shelf, and pretended to ask casually.

"Cut watermelon." The boy stretched out his hand.

"Oh, it's better not to fight in groups." Xiao Mo said with a smile.At the same time, as if he hadn't seen the boy's outstretched hand, he quietly hid the knife behind his back, and tried to comfort him: "I've opened my mouth before, and it's sharper. It's best to ask your adults to buy it. Do you think it's good?"

The boy frowned, "How much?"

Xiao Mo quoted a higher price than the supermarket, "Two hundred and eighty."

"So expensive? The supermarket only sells it for 50 to [-] yuan."

"My watermelon knife is produced by the century-old brand 'Wang Xiaoquan' which is one of the top ten domestic knives. It has been used before, so the price is naturally more expensive.”

"Sell it cheaper?" The boy bit his lip and asked.

"The cheapest is two hundred and five, and it won't work any lower." Xiao Mo said and was about to put the knife back on the wall.

"30 yuan, will you sell it?"

Xiao Mo smiled, "Student, it's not that I won't sell it to you. Knives are more dangerous, and I can't escape responsibility if something goes wrong, and the price you quoted is too low, sorry."

The boy stared straight at Xiao Mo with his red eyes.

Xiao Mo frowned in his heart.What stimulated the child?Why does it look so fierce?Didn't he buy the watermelon knife to chop someone up?

The more Xiao Mo thought about it, the more worried he became, the less he dared to give the knife.

"Hey, would you like something to drink? I'll treat you." Next to Xiao Mo's shop, there was a privately owned supermarket and a milk tea shop.

The boy gasped twice, rubbed his eyes, and suddenly turned and ran away.

Xiao Mo was very worried about this young man, but he was worried because he didn't want to meddle in the affairs of strangers.

He used to be troubled because of... Sigh, what's going on, why do you keep thinking about the past today?

The author has something to say: revise and revise, welcome to rewatch ^^

A new story begins... Although it is no longer new, the content has been revised compared to the magazine, and the system has been added. In 2012, the system was just beginning to rise, and I was also moved. I didn't expect that the system articles are already flooded, but they have been modified so much. Too much, and I can’t modify it back, haha^^

Students who plan to throw eggs and tomatoes, please put them in the basket over there, and the steamed bun chef will make delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes later~~

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